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Once upon a time,
late on Christmas Eve,

a stranger came
to the church on Ruby Road.

She carried in her arms
the most precious gift of all:

a newborn child.

A baby girl.

Just before midnight,

she left her daughter
on the steps of the church.

The child was taken in,

and they named her Ruby
after the place where she was found.

As for the mother,
she was never seen again.

No one ever knew her name

until that night
a time traveller came to call.

A traveller known as the Doctor.

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And that's how I got my name, Ruby.
Named after Ruby Road.

That's where I was found
almost 19 years ago.

So you're a foundling,

and you were fostered by Carla
who then went on to adopt you.

- Is that right?
- Yeah, and sh-she's amazing.

I mean, she's nuts, but--

She's the best mum
I could ever have, yeah.

So life's been good, would you say?

Yeah, not bad. I mean,
we've had a mad time with it, haven't we?

And my A levels were not the best

'cause we had to leave Manchester
to move down here,

'cause we came and looked after me gran
and we couldn't afford care,

and she would never move to the North,
not in a million years.

So, yeah, that's been tricky.
And expensive.

- No one would move to London.
- I know!

So, that's left me a bit stranded, um--

I'm still waiting for my life to begin.

Sorry, can we stop?

Um, is there a radio or something?

Is there a door open? I'm getting a noise.

What sort of noise?

It sounds like voices. Like a whisper.

...my A levels were not the best...

...'cause we had to leave Manchester...

It won't be long.

You don't mind me using
the word foundling, do you?

It's just some people think
it's a bit old-fashioned and--

- N-no, no, that's fine. That's--
- Okay.

I mean it's what I am. I was found.

I was "foundled".

- I love that.
- Yeah, foundled.

Seems to have gone. Sorry about that.

Sound speed.

Okay, so let's pick it up.

So, Ruby, the reason why we make this show
is to see if we can help you.

In the old days,
foundlings were left without a trace.

But now,
we really can work magic with DNA.

So, we've taken your sample,

and we're gonna use it
to help track your genetic heritage.

And we're hoping to be able to trace
your birth mother or birth father,

or someone in your family.

But, Ruby, we can't work miracles.

And even if we do make contact...

...they might not want to be found.

And we have to respect that.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.

If we did find someone,
what are you hoping for?

Just the truth.

Look out!

My God. Are you okay?

I'm fine. It missed. I'm okay.

- It missed. I'm fine.
- That was lucky.

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening

A beautiful sight
We're happy tonight

Walking in a winter wonderland

Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird

He sings a love song
As we go along

Walking in a winter wonderland

Ooh.

Sorry, everyone. Sorry.

What's happened?

I don't know. I think it's just dead.

Give it some welly!

All right. I said sorry, okay?

Can you do "Gaudete"?

Can we do what?

Careful!

Thank you. But you were just over there.

Health and Safety, gin and tonic division.

Can I ask, does that happen to you a lot?
Knocking things over?

All the time.
But I'm-- I'm just clumsy.

No, no, you're not.

It's worse than that.

Merry Christmas.

Honestly, Rubes,
it's like you've got a curse.

- I know! And then I lose that 20 quid!
- Taxi!

Honestly, it's like
that for the past three weeks,

bad luck has just
been following me around.

I lose that job. I burnt that thing.

I broke my heel, and then I fell over
in front of that thick dentist.

You're jinxed, Ruby!

And then just to make it worse,
Bobby McGeever asked you out.

I am telling you.

There's a whirlwind of bad luck,
and who's in the centre of it? Me!

- It's stuck!
- You're kidding!

And then he said,
"don't sit there."

- Well, yeah, you have to.
- I don't know.

What are you gonna do?

No, no! Get back!

Move! Go, go, go, go, go!

You all right?

A pram at midnight.

Really?

It's my shopping.

My God. Sir, are you all right?
Are you--

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- I'm sorry. I was--

Report-- I'm gonna have to report this.

Okay.

- Name? The Doctor.
- Doctor.

Occupation: not a doctor.

Current status: just passing by.

Employer: myself.

Address: that blue box over there.

Now, if you don't mind,
I just got "snowmanned",

and I would like to go home.

Doctor, what would that be?

Just the Doctor.

- She's gonna say yes.
- Who is?

Your girlfriend, when you ask
her to marry you on Christmas Day.

How do you know that?

Because my sonic screwdriver
just went "ping".

- That's a screwdriver?
- Which is sonic.

And that precise ping is detecting
a two-carat diamond in your pocket.

Which says "engagement ring",
and I'm guessing that she's a she,

'cause 91% of men
wouldn't choose a diamond.

Plus, Christmas Day. It's obvious.

But how do you know she'll say yes?

'Cause the sales start on Tuesday,
and you just couldn't wait.

And that is why she loves you.

Merry Christmas.

She says yes.

She said yes!

Well, it's not my fault.

Listen, sweetheart,
I'm not what you'd call decrepit.

I do my callisthenics. I keep myself
fit and able. Thank you very much.

I did a fun run last Easter
in 25 minutes flat.

Blisters the size of apples
and I kept going.

But all the same, how am I supposed to get
round that great, big thing of a morning?

I hope you don't mean me.

Aw, merry Christmas, Rubes.

Have you seen what he's done,
putting that there?

What makes you think it was me?

Because you've never liked me.

I've seen you looking.

Isn't it your birthday, love?

It is, yeah.
I was a Christmas Eve baby.

- Aw.
- So, what is that thing?

Police box. I haven't seen one
on the streets of London for 50 years.

And I don't want to see one now.

Well,
season of goodwill and all that.

'Ey, try not to kill each other.

Hiya, Mum!

I got most of it except I dropped the eggs

which is a really big problem because
the shops close for all of one day.

Guess what.

We're having a baby!

No way. You're kidding!

- Little girl. Isn't it brilliant!
- Seriously?

All of a rush, I couldn't say no.

What-- Hold on. You mean now?

Today! Christmas Eve.

That's amazing! How old?

- Newborn!
- No. That's a coincidence.

- That's what I said.
- Wait--

My God, are we-- are we even ready?
What did they say? What happened?

We're having a baby!

That's Christmas ruined.

Sleepless nights and stinky nappies.

- Ruby, baby, make me a cup of tea. Yeah?
- Okay, hold on two ticks.

So what did they say?

She's coming round with the baby
right now. She's on her way.

It's been years
since we fostered one this young.

I can't remember
how to put this thing together.

'Ey, funny though.
A baby on Christmas Eve just like me.

I got lucky all those years ago.

If you ever find her, your other mother,
I'm gonna tell her

you were so small.

Hey.

Hey, come here. Come here.

I got lucky with my name.

I bet this one's all Christmassy
like Noelle or Eve.

Or Holly.

Or Carol.

She's called Lulubelle.

What a terrible name.

An absolutely terrible name.

Isn't it awful?

That's for the safe box.

Happy birthday. Carla said. What a day.

And I raided the provisions,
but the cupboard was bare.

So, it's a Section 20. We'd have kept
little Lulubelle on the ward,

but we haven't got the staff.

- What happened to the mum?
- Just can't cope.

And the family is too complicated
for words, but I'm hopeful.

I think she'll be with you five
or six days, till we can see what's what.

You've been painting.

Making the place our own.
'Cause we're never gonna move her.

I am not going anywhere.
Shackle me to this bed.

And where is my cup of tea?

Merry Christmas, Cherry. We should
really get you a ground floor flat.

Not moving.

Hey, there, Lulubelle.
You're in with me.

It's a terrible name.

We're all off until the 27th,
but maybe, as a rough plan,

you could bring her to the hospital
on Thursday, the 28th?

Maybe ten o'clock?

I'll text you. It's just for a meeting
with Mum, start bonding.

Yeah, we might have to go shopping first.
These nappies are for six-month-old.

I'm an idiot.

Shops are still open.

Hold on. I like to take a snap.

You still get film for those?

You wait long enough,
they're fashionable again.

Smile!

There you go. Welcome to the family, Lulu.

Lulu sounds nice.

Okay, I won't be long. And I can get
some more eggs. Anything else?

I'll go.

And I'll walk to Portobello Road
and have a proper shop.

I can do it.

No, but then I can get something for Lulu.
Christmas and birthday.

You soft thing. She might only be with us
for a couple of days.

I'm leaving you in charge.

Rule number one, don't lose the baby.

I'll try my best.

I'm off, Mum! I'll just be an hour.

Where is my blasted tea?

You let the last one go cold.

How much are these flats
underneath you? What do they go for?

We're the last pocket
of fixed rent up here.

That's why Mum won't move.

Shh. Don't wake the baby.

- Hello?
- Is that Ruby?

It's Davina. Davina McCall?

My God.
Hi, um, merry Christmas.

It's nice to hear from you.

Look, it's not great timing.

And it's not good news, I'm afraid.

I-I-I'm so sorry.
I-I know it's your birthday,

but there is no trace of your mum or dad.

I'm sorry. It happens sometimes.

No, that's fine.

Thanks. But, um, can you keep looking?

No, there's nothing more we can do.

If your parents aren't on some kind of
a database, we can't find them.

Okay, um-- But isn't that unusual though?

There's not a single trace anywhere.

I mean, in the whole wide world

my mother's never left
a blood sample or anything?

I'm sorry.

Okay. Sorry, I get it.
I'm sorry.

And it's really very kind of you
to let me know yourself.

Look, there is something else
I'd like to ask you.

Ruby, have you been having
any bad luck recently?

What do you mean?

Bad luck.
Ever since that day, it's never stopped.

I've been hit. I've been thrown.
I've been bumped.

I fell off a boat on dry land.

I've been in accidents, collisions.

I've even been trampled by a moose.

And I can't help thinking
it all comes back to when I met you.

I suppose, the funny thing is I have been...
...having bad luck recently,

but I just-- I just keep dropping things.

- I knew it.
- But they're all accidents.

How do we stop them?

I'm begging you.

Tell me how I can make it stop.

I'm terrified.

Sooner or later there's going to be
an accident I can't avoid.

And next time, it might be--

Davina?

What the?

Happy birthday.

What the hell? What are you?

Did you just hiss at me? Was that a hiss?

'Cause let me tell you I'm not be--

My God. I'm on the roof!

No, no, no, no!

Give me back my baby!

No, no, no, don't. Don't do that!

Okay.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm just-- This!

Well, what did you do that for?
Who sees a ladder and just hops on?

A ladder in the sky, and you thought,
"Yeah, I'll give that a go, babes."

They've got the baby!

What's your name?

Ruby. Ruby Sunday.

Hello, Ruby Sunday.

And it's a Sunday right now.
That's a coincidence.

I'm the Doctor. Hi.

- I met you before.
- Yep.

There are creatures.

- Goblins.
- Goblins?

- They're Goblins.
- Okay. I can't hold on.

Right, right, right.
Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait.

'Cause I-- I spend a lot of time
hanging off things,

- I-- I invented these.
- Gloves?

Intelligent gloves.
One each should work. Put it on.

'Cause I thought to myself,
"What's the problem with hanging on?"

It's all the friction and the weight
and the burns. So I-- I got rid of that.

Gloves are kind of
a super-kinetic transfer of mass.

That's better.

The glove takes all my weight.

All the weight is in the glove.

So nothing burns,
nothing pulls, nothing hurts.

Ta-da.

I'm lightweight.

Yeah, all the mass and density
and mavity exists in the glove.

Not in you.

- Super gloves?
- Yeah.

They're pulling us in.

Where? What's up there?

Goblins.

Do you know why they call them Goblins?

'Cause they like to gobble you up.
And this lot wanna gobble up the baby.

And this is where they feast.

The Goblin ship.

That's impossible.

It's beautiful.

And what would they do to us?

They will eat us too.

Hiya.

I can't believe this. I can't believe
a single thing that's happening. And...

It's my birthday.

- It's your what now?
- Never mind me.

They're gonna eat Lulubelle.
What time's dinner?

No, but it's Lulubelle's birthday.

That is such a brilliant name.

I wish I was called Lulubelle.

And it's your birthday on the same day?

Yeah, but it doesn't mean anything.
It is just a coincidence.

Learn the language.

That's why they went after Lulubelle.

Coincidence is what makes the baby tasty.

That's how these Goblins work.
Chance and coincidence and luck.

That's how I spotted you.
You've been having lots of bad luck, yes?

Well-- Yes, but that---
that started way back.

I mean... ...Lulu arrived today.
I started having accidents weeks ago.

That was paving the way.

These Goblins are time-riders.
They can surf the waves of time.

They spotted the chance of coincidence,
and they went back and wove you in.

W-Wait, so they caused my accidents?
Were they trying to kill me?

No. No, it's more like a...

If you walk through a day without any
bad luck, that's fine. That day's nothing.

But if you have lots of accidents,
it stitches you in.

It weaves you into the day.

You become all complicated
and knotted and vivid.

All of it leading up to
a baby on Christmas Eve.

With the same birthday as yours.
With a bedroom that is high up in the sky.

All the more convenient
for a Goblin ship.

It's like a tapestry. It's gorgeous.

How do you know all of this?

I don't. This is a brand-new science
for me, and I love it.

The language of luck.

'Cause what is a coincidence
but a form of accident?

Two things bumping together unexpectedly.

Like you and me.

No, but who are you?

Why are you an expert
in time-travelling Goblins?

They are not time travellers. Excuse me?

Time travellers are great.
Like the best. Like wow.

This lot just bimble.

So if they're bimbling...

...why did they pick on Davina McCall?

That was just fun.

Wait, how did you do that?

I spent a long,
hot summer with Harry Houdini.

Now then.

There you go.

Right.

Let me see.

Door.

Hurry up.
They're going to eat the baby.

Wrong world.

- Why? What is that thing?
- Sonic screwdriver.

But a screwdriver needs screws.

These lot bind everything in knots.

Okay. We've got to get out

because they could be eating the baby
any second now.

What time were you born?

I don't know. They kind of just guessed.
Two o'clock. 2:00 p.m.

Right. So language, tapestry, coincidence.

That must be the time for the feast.
What-- What time is it now?

Five to 2:00.

We're circling back to your flat.

The pattern is closing.
You better hurry up.

Yes, well, if you gave me a hand.

I am learning the vocabulary of rope.

This stuff is their version
of wires and electricity. So if we...

Trip the right switch.

Wait, what, you can speak rope?

You know, we can't exactly sneak around.
We're like giants in this place.

Yeah? Well, I think that even a leaky,
old Goblin ship

has the equivalent of...

ventilation shafts.

I think that's the dinner gong.

What's the time?

Three minutes to.

Is that a band?

Wait.

Aah.

Lulubelle!

We got a baby
We can feast

We can dine three days at least

Baby blood and baby bones
Baby butter for the baby scones

- That's "sconns"
- Little baby feet, little baby toes

Amazing.

No, it's not. What do we do?

Okay.

Now into baby we will tuck

Eat the baby
Add some salt

They're seasoning her.

Now baby's salted
She's a treat

Her destiny, it's time to meet

Baby we need
Baby we feed

Eat with our teeth
Better than beef

Baby so soft
Carried aloft

Big brown eyes

No.

- What?
- I wonder whose ship this is.

He's the Goblin King
Yes, the Goblin King

He's not a myth, he's an actual thing

Here's the King
Here's the King

Here's the King
Here's the King Goblin

My God.

What do I do? What do I do?

Leave her alone. Leave her alone!

He can eat
He can eat

500 puppies with golden fur
Orphan boys with jet-black hair

Circus clowns with the red balloon

He can eat me. He makes me swoon.

A banquet for a king on high

Little baby

Little baby

Say goodbye

Tough crowd.

Curtsy.

I'm the Doctor and this is my friend
Ruby Sunday.

And I would just like to say...

Why stop singing?

Rock it, Janice!

'Cause the Goblin King
the Goblin King

It's so good to meet you
You great, big thing

I can see you're having a fun day
Meet my friend

She's Ruby Sunday

It's good to meet you
Good to greet you

Good to say how diddly-deet you

It's my birthday
My, my

I'm 50 miles up in the sky

But, Goblins, you can go to hell

'Cause you're not eating Lulubelle

Me and Rubes
We got just one hope

If I have understood that rope

'Cause stuck up there
When things got hot

I think I found the Master Knot

The Master Knot has been undone

That's when we start having fun

- Hold on tight.
- Wait, what are you do--

If you reverse intelligent gloves,
you get heavy.

Whoo!

How do we stop?

Love the glove, Ruby. Love the glove!

Well.

Wow.

I'm back.

Hey. Sorry, I got distracted.

I've given up on that cuppa
and opted for a life of abstinence.

And who is this young fellow
when he's at home?

Hi. I'm the Doctor.

The last time I saw a doctor, he tried
to murder me. So you stay away.

You don't need me.
You've got your family looking after you.

We three queens of the sky up here
in the attic.

- And your name is Cherry.
- It is.

Cherry Sunday.

- Like a tasty treat.
- Yes. I'll see you later, Cherry, okay?

Glove?

Yeah.

Yes.

Only 3% left.

So, are we safe now? I mean,
can that ship come sailing down?

What do we do? Can they get us?

No, no, I don't think they'd invade.

Their world is up there,
and they creep into ours on the edges.

Whoa!

Accidents. That is how they get us.

Do they cause all accidents?

Maybe they do.

Is there anything
in the kitchen? Anything burning?

- Doctor! Doctor!
- Lulu!

What do we do? Goblin-proof it?

Death trap. Check everything.
The, the wiring and the plugs!

Who are they?

That's the family.
That's Mum's children.

It's all the kids
that she's fostered over the years.

Wow. There's so many.

I know. She still keeps in touch
with some of them.

Lots of them. She's amazing.

You have got the biggest family
in the world.

I have.

What about you?

I've got no one.

Make sure the oven's off. Yeah?

You know, if you told me I'd be
spending my birthday fighting magic...

Well, it's not magic. It's a language.
It's a different form of physics.

Yes, like magic.

Don't leave the baby alone!

She's all right.
She's all right. She's all right.

Don't leave her.

You did too.

I know. But don't.

Here comes Santa laden with presents!

Who's your friend?

This is the Doctor.

Hello.

There's nothing wrong, is there?
Is she all right, the baby?

- No, she's fine.
- Yeah.

Everything all right?

What did you do that for?

That's my mum. When she comes in--

Can't get a cup of tea around here
for love nor money.

Get ya a packet of humbugs. Like Scrooge.

'Tis the season.

- So why do we need a doctor?
- It's just a routine visit, that's all.

Aw. Let me see.
Poor little blossom.

This is my mum, Carla.

Aw, look at her. Little chicken.

Hello, Lulubelle.

So she's been okay?

What's this?

What's that supposed to be?
Is that an eye?

- No.
- It's a toy. It's the eye of a toy.

She's too young for toys.
Where'd you get a toy from anyway?

My God. Mum, can we just--

Can we just stop for a minute?

Because I-- I--
I've had enough.

This has been the worst day ever
and it's Christmas, and it's my birthday,

and it's just been a disaster.

No, but--

Look, there was a problem,
but it's gone now.

No point worrying your mum.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just, um--

What I mean is...

They phoned.

From the TV show.

It was when you were out this morning.

And they didn't find anything.

Just...

No mum. No dad.
No brothers or sisters. No cousins.

Just, just--

Nothing.

Aw, sweetheart.
I'm sorry, darling. Come here.

- No, I'm all right. I'm-- I'm--
- Come here.

I'm glad they didn't find her.
Do you hear me? Glad.

'Cause I don't know if I could make room.
'Cause you're all mine.

That's what you are.

Isn't she gorgeous?

Yes. Yes, she is.

I was counting when I was out.
Lulubelle is the 33rd child I've fostered.

- My God.
- I've got photos.

Have a look on the fridge.
They're all there.

I had some of them for days.
Some for weeks. Some for years.

But only one of them stayed.

And you made my life.
You absolutely made my life.

You can wonder about your parents.
But I wonder who I'd be without you.

I'm adopted.

Are you?

Yeah. Yeah, I--
I only found out recently.

That's a coincidence.

Don't be saying that.

So, do you know who your parents are?

No, no. I was-- I was abandoned.

You're a foundling just like Ruby.
An even bigger coincidence.

Maybe we'd better
not talk about coincidence, okay?

Do you wanna just put that down?
I'll-- I'll take that for you. All right.

I took a photo of little lady Lu
when she arrived.

Look at her though. She's so gorgeous.

Don't you just wanna eat her up?

And that's a coincidence.

What the hell?

No. Don't move, don't move.
Don't move.

Mum, don't move!

They're gone. Parting gift.

Lucky at last. Yes. Okay.

I think that was them saying goodbye.

Cherry, all good?

One cup of tea, massi Lawd. Just one.

Thank you, Cherry. Thank you.

All good, Lulubelle?
Such a good name.

But-- What the hell was that?

Look at the ceiling!

And the window! I'm gonna freeze.

Who's gonna fix that on Christmas Eve?

Buh-bye. Ta-ra.

Who you talking to?

No one. Nothing. Just, um--

Absolutely nothing. Yeah.

The whole flat just cracked in half.

Now tell me, what the hell just happened?

Maybe we should sit you down
and tell you a Christmas story?

What do you think, Ruby?

Ruby?

Where did she go?

Ruby?

Ruby, are you there?

Sorry, sorry, but w-- Where's she gone?

What're you on about?

I'm looking for your daughter.

Don't be daft. Lulu's not my daughter.

I'm fostering her
just for a couple of days.

No. No, no. I mean-- I mean your daughter, Ruby.

Who's Ruby?

Your daughter.

I told you. This is Lulu. And she's
a right old pain on Christmas Eve.

- Last thing I need.
- But...

What do you want in the spare room?

Cherry. Do you remember Ruby?

What you talking about?

No-- Your granddaughter is called Ruby.

There is no pickney inna dis home.

We were never so blessed.

You had another child named Ruby.

I've never had children, mate.

No, you adopted her.

I foster. Now don't be so stupid.

I'm a foster mother.
I just do it now and then, that's all.

I've had about five or six kids.

No. No, no, no, you had--

- They've gone.
- Who has?

Your children.

All those lives.

You fostered 33.

How many? Not me, darling.

Don't be so stupid.
That's too much like hard work.

No way. I just put my name on the list
when I need a bit of money.

No, you don't.

800 quid per child.

Don't say that.

I think you got me mixed up
with someone else.

'Cause there is no Ruby.

There's just me stuck with my old mum
up here in the attic.

And I'm busy.

I couldn't have a kid full-time.
It'd be a nightmare.

This little brat arrives
ruining my holiday.

I was looking forward to it.

Christmas Day, Mum's asleep by 3:00,
and I'll be all on my own.

Why would I want a daughter
when I'm happy as I am?

Then why are you crying?

I don't know.

Why are you?

They took the baby. They went back.
They took the baby, the other baby.

They went back in time
and took Ruby instead of Lulubelle.

They cracked the timeline,
but I will fix this.

I will fix this.

Baby.

Now we feast!
Eat the beast! Now we feast!

Eat the beast! Now we feast!
Eat the beast! Now we feast!

Eat the beast!

Down! Down!

Now we feast! Eat the beast!

Now we feast! Eat the beast!

Down! Down!

Now we feast! Eat the beast!

Now we feast!

Now we feast! Eat the beast!

Ruby.

It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay, Ruby.

Happy birthday, Ruby.

Hi.

Yes.

There you are!

- What? What did I do?
- What did you do?

Happy birthday.

What happened?

I turned around and you were gone.
You were sort of--

I don't know.
'Cause I was here, but I got a bit lost.

- What happened?
- Whoo!

Lots of things. 'Cause they went back.

You were gone. They took you as a baby.
So I went back, and then--

I forgot something.

- No.
- Yes.

Just--

...and next time, it might be--

Ta-da!

You saved my life.

Merry Christmas, Davina McCall.

Busy man, sweetheart.
You and your box of tricks.

You look like you've lost a pound
and found a sixpence.

What's wrong?

Just wondering.

Maybe I'm the bad luck.

Hallelujah, praise the Lord.
I thought this day would never come.

A tea reach at last.

And don't forget.
Two yellow pills at five o'clock.

But you're the least of my problems.

What do we do tonight?

This crack, it's like a wind tunnel.

What are we supposed to do
on Christmas Day? Sit here and freeze?

And who is he anyway, that man?

What's his name? Doctor what?

What did he mean he went back?

What sort of doctor? Did he say?

Who the hell is he?

Better go.

Merry Christmas.

Who are you anyway?

No one. Just passing by.

Well, you take care.

Where did he come from?
Why was he even here in the first place?

- I don't know.
- He sort of popped up at the right moment.

And then he was gone.

Like now.

It's all been so mad I haven't actually
had time to stop and think.

He said I was taken as a baby.
Isn't that what he said just now?

I don't know. He's crazy.

He went back.

He said he went back.
What did he mean he went back?

What-- When was Houdini?

- What?
- When was Houdini?

Houdini was like 1900s? 1920s?

How could he--

And then he spoke about time travellers.
And then he--

Ooh!

Where you going now?

Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?

Mrs Flood, d-did you see?

There was a man, and he was about so high,
and amazing in a big leather coat.

What do you mean?

Wh-- Wha--

Good luck, Ruby.

Who are you?

I'm the Doctor.

Mrs Flood, did you see that?

Mrs Flood, did you see?

The box thing. It just vanished.

It was there. And then it wasn't.

It just disappeared.

Merry Christmas, Abdul.

Stop making such a fuss.

Never seen a TARDIS before?